Most times when I sit back and feel, there is nothing but eternal love. I have been blessed by many . . . family, friends, strangers and you. Beyond the brim of ecstasy and joy, through the tangled webs of friendship, family, love, life and more . . . I breathe with a heart that has no boundaries; limitless in whom I choose, what I do, where I allow my heart to go, when it happens and the many reasons why I rarely let any of it go.

At one time this brought confusion, sorrow and pain in the aftermath of a heart sometimes hurt by disappointments, people and life; but as the years have gone by and the experiences have stacked to the point of easy recognition and understanding of existence, I now find peace and welcome continuity in all of it. I am who I am, and acceptance as such for all that I’ve deeply felt is the key to actual gratefulness. . . for a heart that does not know how not to love.

I forgive the givers of pain. The judgement, words and actions of those unaware. The immaturity of peers from my youth searching for acceptance and reasons to thrive. I move past the eyes and lies of lost souls and rise above the chaos of a world sometimes lost within whirlpools of its own making. I move past all of that and more . . . and feel nothing but forgiveness, understanding and love.

For as long as I am able to breathe, for as deep as the complexities of each and every person’s heart and soul . . . for as wide as the expanse of experiences by all, through all of life.

Nothing but . . . forever.